“Do moast nei dokter ta,” sis ik tsjin myn man; “do hoastet my tefolle.”

“It giet fansels wol wer oer.” seit er. Hy moat neat fan dokters ha.

Mar it wurdt alle dagen slimmer en hâldt ùs beide ‘s nachts klear wekker. De paracetamol en de bûsdoeken binne net oan te slepen.

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Joel Burcat’s debut novel, “Drink to Every Beast,” isn’t climbing best-seller lists or getting attention from prominent critics. But it’s remarkable for a different reason.

He finished it after he became legally blind.

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Bern út Drachten witte net dat molke fan in ko komt. Tiid foar in Fryske Countryfile en Farmer of the year-priis: de Boer fan it jier-priis.

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Before we set off on our journey we were well aware that the countries where we would be during summer would be a little hotter than in Fryslân, The Netherlands. It was just that Albania is our goal and we would see how it would be when getting closer. Now that we are in the middle of Croatia, summer has really started. “Why didn’t we just go to Norway?” we sometimes say to each other, but then we console ourselves that the whole of Europe is facing heat waves.

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De rook fan linebloeisel. Net earder wie it sa bedwelmjend as dit jier. It liket sûnt twa wiken wol ympregnearre mei dit swiete, sinsbegûcheljende aroma. In justjes weeïge blommerook, modzich en dochs sa licht as in fear en delikaat as in sêftgiele sidene sjaal.

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Poetic Form Fridays are made to share various poetic forms. This week, we look at the flamenca, also known as the seguidilla gitana or Gypsy seguidilla, a Spanish quintain form.

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As dy 40 kilo hûn mei syn grouwe poaten boppe-op sa’n poeske ploft, dan wurdt it in oar ferhaal.

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